TO A DOOR

– The father! – has shouted Arlo. Hands and feet at it have grown dumb, the body ached from painful race, but it was unimportant.
– I had many days, but the next three years I some times visited Xenia. And my visitings became in increasing frequency.
As it is difficult to think! Arlo seldom penetrated into motives of the actions, but now he should try. It is necessary to understand together with hvejami, because sensitive flowers as if in a mirror, reflected its self-estimation. In any sense it stayed in krovosmesitelnoj communications, probably, destroying it of: its feelings addressed within own family, not co-operating with feelings of other people. Words norn became clear.
Arlo has quickly estimated the possibilities. It is possible to throw it in the river, to alloy to the nearest kitomeduze. Kitomeduza the average sizes it is capable to swallow in some hours a skeleton. But the Hell it was still live and, despite troubles which it to it delivered, he did not want, that she has died. Not including adults, friends at it never was. Now he has understood, how they did not suffice it.
Arlo happened in vicinities of a labyrinth and knew, that it two-dimensional. The body of a dragon was such heavy, that at falling it would be crushed by a body weight, therefore he preferred not to get upward. So old man Bedokur spoke: and it understood habits of animals.

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Aton knew, where the garden is located, but never there happened, as the way to a garden has been interfaced to many dangers. On this track Hton Atonu did not help, as though the god wanted, that there there was one Arlo. By itself Arlo investigated all tunnels and has found there a safe way which did not depend on burden Htona.
– Karelo, I the unique person who tries to see through millenia. But I cannot! However I feel, that, probably, Eerija will bring machine aspects in the future life. Also what then will be?
– Something else? – Now Arlo has got agitated. It had a thin scent on adventures («You have inherited it from the father!» – liked to speak Kokena, vzeroshivaja its red hair) and gift of the excellent walker. («From mother», – would tell, winking, Aton). Strange business, after all Kokena walks did not favour also all time sat out in rasslabljajushche to a warm cave near a boiling stream.

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And the dragon already moved, for the present inertly and drowsily, shaking a stone footfall of the feet. Arlo has screamed, as if in fear – a simple problem! – also has run on the spiral tunnel.
He already ran on wide tunnels. Soon it will return to a garden – and will meet danger. Coming nearer to a garden, the boy knew, that an animal very large. He had to choose tunnels on which it could pass therefore it and moved kruzhnym by and slowly.
– If you search for Owners of Stars, – the person at whom they have stopped, – that, really has told, they here are. On after all they are everywhere, and in your country too.
– And so what for you have resulted me! – has exclaimed flattered Arlo. – Thanks, the friend. Certainly, I would find pass and itself, but with you faster. A new site for researches?
Torn apart doubts Arlo has left the girl and has gone through a garden. The vegetation here was high and magnificent, with that gentle, fragrant smell which is inherent hvee – to a love flower. Old man Bedokur has brought several years ago to it to a gift runaway young hvei. Bedokur to the boy did not like, and Arlo to it did not trust, but this madman possessed touching ability to do fine gifts and besides during necessary time. Hveja – fine to volume an example.
He has learnt at once this shaggy carpet, heavy furniture, photos on walls. Air was cheeses and filched. Through frosty patterns on glasses light hardly got here. Maatuk remained to protect an input. Hejvig and Leonsa have passed through an office in a bedroom.
Someone has knocked at a door. I have said something muffled, have hardly risen from an armchair and, thinking out pretexts for an apology and refusal, have gone to a door. My mood has not improved, when my dog, hardly not having knocked me down, has rushed to a door. I held this inconsiderate dog only because it once belonged Kejt. Being a puppy when its mistress has died, now it already and itself was close to a tomb.

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– About, of course, they could appear and arrange something. But I doubt, that they would began even to try. Anybody from them does not know a twentieth century life.
It, Hejvig, should remember, that Xenia or somebody another … deserves immortality no more, than Dukas Manassis,
State of health Hejviga was the main thing. Its sincere wound was healed slowly, but healed, though after it there was a scar – determination to declare war Eerii.
Though in Eerii there was a hot summer, the tower chamber where have placed Hejviga, was gloomy and cold. In it it was empty, short of a washstand, a mattress and two rigid chairs. From a unique window the kind on fields where peasants worked opened.

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– You think, what me will accept as the scientist? – It is disturbing has asked Hejvig the captain. – but it at all so. At all of us such, as I.
From a player Mozart's music flew, in a lap at me the small volume with Keats's verses laid, nearby on a table there was a glass where it has been poured on two fingers of whisky. Memoirs crowded in my head and sometimes forced to smile. Fine time for the old person.
The thought on the killed servants, that their children became orphans, has deafened Hejviga. Its sufferings were aggravated, when he has heard Xenia's cough.
– The girl. It is wounded. Dies. Blood. Help, – has spoken Arlo between air drinks.